On The Stone Steps

Random poem XD :)

I see him everyday: just sitting there

on the stone steps, in the same position.

Whether the weather is bad or fair�"

That boy, he is, just sitting there.

Pensive, and lost in thought, he is

A penny for his thoughts,

maybe? I never know what he’s

thinking about. Maybe he thinks about

the trees, how they’re slowly disappearing.

Maybe he thinks about someone he loves.

Or how the leaves swirl softly around him,

as he closes his eyes�"

or the pelting rain on his face, so alike

to tears, yet so different.

Maybe he’s sad, and the rain cries for him.

I don’t know what he thinks about.

Maybe he isn’t really there. 

Author's Note

:)

Reviews

[Legolas]

This really touched my heart. You have a great talent! P.s you are my favorite poet on this site:)

[Harmonica winds]

Such a deep longing, So nicely expressed : )

[Circe]

what a lovely, surreal piece! it has a timeless quality in the reflection of thoughts and the imagery of weather playing on mood, leaves swirling and reality vs imagination. you paint an exquisite picture with words, and are such a young talented poet.